"When I grew to love Corinne I found out what I had made of myself by my life. Beforehand, I thought since I had pulled myself together and all my offences had been before I was twenty that all was right. But I can't tell how, through loving her, my sin against my father, and the bad example I set you, came back upon me. I felt how hard and selfish and callous I had been all along. Whether she cared for me or not, I wasn't worthy to know she existed." "Go on," said Edgar, as Alwyn paused, conscious that Edgar was not exactly a comprehending listener. "Well," said Alwyn, "as for religion, you know I never had thought about it. I don't believe as a family, we're given to thinking, and, apart Corinne, young Dallas was a new idea to me. Of course his ways and words put much into my head. But it was the earthly love that was granted to me that showed me what that Higher love might be. And when I had once said to my Heavenly Father, `I have sinned,' there was nothing for it but to come and say the same to my earthly one, even--even if he is less merciful." Edgar listened with great surprise, but with no doubt whatever of the absolute sincerity of the speaker. "Well," he said, "as for me, I've had something to make up my mind to. I was determined no one should say I was beaten. I had to give up the army and to know I could never walk, but I've got along and put a good face on it. `Never say die' is not a bad motto. Well now, you see, I've known for some time that I should _have_ `to say die,' sooner rather than later--very soon, I fancy. When I was last laid up, I made old Hartford tell me the truth, and I've faced that out too. What must be, must." "It would have taken less pluck, my boy, to face the enemy, if you had gone into the army, than to face your life here," said Alwyn tenderly. "I thank God, who made you of that sort of stuff." Edgar looked somewhat struck by this remark. "One got through things by saying, `I don't care how they go,'" he said. "And so, Alwyn, it's been great good luck to have seen you, and you mustn't stay here if things are not smooth. I shall pull along--so remember you haven't made any rash promises. Corinne mustn't think you're not in a mortal hurry to get back to her." "Corinne will understand," said Alwyn with a smile. "Come, I mustn't let you over-talk yourself. There's Wyn on the terrace." "I say," exclaimed Edgar, "he has made a spectacle of his little red phiz. Here, Wyn! Are you ready to take me out again?" "Yes, sir; oh yes, sir. Are you ready to come?" "Very soon, I hope. And how are all the creatures? Has the fox been behaving himself?" "Yes, sir, but one of the little hedgehogs has got away, and the moor-fowl, sir, I'm sorry to say they constantly diminish. Father thinks there's rats about--or a cat, sir." "Whew! That's a bad look-out. Alwyn, you haven't seen the Zoological Gardens?" "Please, sir, should I bring anything up for you and Mr Alwyn to look at?"